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Lyrics
I live in a land where a businessman controls all the medicine. His hands around my throat so I guess I’d better vote,
And since I don’t have a boat only choice sink or float, but I’d really rather swim down a river that’ll probably poison my liver
So I’ll just run and hide, turn on the television upstairs inside, that was sure exciting now I’ll go for a bike ride
And clear my head for a bit but I’d better not get hit by a car, face in the tar with a scar and Big Brother swears that I’ll be covered, but I’ll still be in the hands of a businessman with the medicine, yeah with the medicine. Where’s all the medicine?
I live in a land where a democratic man is the same is a republican. Both lookin’ out for us so I shouldn’t make a fuss
Though I must say I trust myself, no one else, and I really gotta cry when I watch to guys see eye to eye on all that matters
But find a way to disagree like a couple pedigrees, wasting all their time on a poorly written rhyme and it’s a crime
And you and I know who’s to blame but I’m still ashamed to be an American, when a democratic man and a republican
Can’t agree to spend some time on the humans, spend some time on the humans. Spend some time on us humans….
I live in a land where a native man is hardly a citizen, he was here first but it seems that he was cursed, cuz he’s just about the last,
Just a figment of our past, and no one asked, they just took and took and took and took and took, and took some more
I gotta ask what for? I’m kinda sore cuz I know that we’re the ones “as long as grass grows and water runs”
Who will be living and ruling and lying, betraying and staying in a land where a native man is hardly a citizen,
He’s barely a citizen. He’s not even a citizen…
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Matt Singer
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